Chapter 156

He Lele closed her eyes. No, no! She warned herself sternly—don't resent! It was her own stupidity, she couldn't resent anyone! Resenting others would only make her more pathetic! Li Yiquan is the man Ren Lingyu likes, L is the person who gave her numerous help—she had no qualification to resent!

He Lele, who was immersed in her own thoughts, didn't notice that Qin Zhixiu beside her was watching her reflection in the car window, a hand that was exquisite to the extreme only a palm's width away from her head.

He... didn't know how to comfort people.

Ren Lingyu glanced at the rearview mirror and curled her lips slightly. Although the risk of Lele finding an artist as a boyfriend was indeed very high, she believed that if Lele really was with Qin Zhixiu, Qin Zhixiu would definitely be able to protect Lele well!

Idol! I'm counting on you! I will definitely help you! Hee hee hee hee!

"We're here? Sit for a while? I'm boiling soup." Li Yiquan, who opened the door, was wearing a green apron printed with a rooster head on his tall, slender body. The waistline tightened by the tie made his figure look tall and lean, exceptionally sexy and charming. The image of a family cook was so outstanding and handsome, simply the best image spokesperson for the legendary loving husband!

"Hi! Lawyer Li." Qin Zhixiu took off his sunglasses and greeted Li Yiquan generously. Li Yiquan was Muse's legal advisor, and they had met several times at various occasions at Muse.

Li Yiquan didn't show any surprise when he saw Qin Zhixiu, just smiled softly and turned into the kitchen to take out a fruit plate.

"Master! What are you making today? Should I go help you?" Before Li Yiquan could answer, Ren Lingyu pushed Li Yiquan back into the kitchen.

He Lele shook her head and smiled. Even if Ren Lingyu wanted to be alone with Li Yiquan, this was too obvious, right? And—

"What's wrong?" Seeing He Lele keep looking toward the kitchen, Qin Zhixiu asked softly.

"Cough... actually, Ren Lingyu has a nickname—"

"Big Eater?"

"Haha... that's one, but—"

"Ah—" Before He Lele finished speaking, Ren Lingyu's exclamation came from the kitchen.

"... Kitchen Terminator?"

He Lele smiled and gave Qin Zhixiu a thumbs up, "I'd better go help, otherwise we'll only have cake for lunch."

"Can... you make one for me too?"

"Mm?"

Qin Zhixiu pointed to the cake box he had handed to Ren Lingyu in the morning on the coffee table and asked.

"... Mm!" He Lele opened her mouth but didn't say the words "Happy Birthday."

"You and Miss Ren... have a very good relationship."

He Lele smiled contentedly, "Of course, she is my best friend. To me, she is like family."

Family... Qin Zhixiu looked at He Lele's expression without any hypocrisy or reluctance, and asked almost in a whisper—

"Without blood ties, can one also become family?"

Author's Note:

Jiangshan was forced to participate in the unit's singing competition today... I can't reach the high notes, can't reach the low notes, and can't sing the middle notes accurately! Just because no one wanted to go, I, a newcomer, was rigidly assigned to go.. ~ the ending was a tragedy!!! Missed the car on the way back~~ it was 10:30 when I got home...

So sleepy~~

Will save the acknowledgments for another day~~ mwah everyone~~~ Love you all!

☆, (8 Fresh Coins) Chapter 143: Same Taste

"... Blood ties have never been the deepest bond," He Lele gently stroked her chest, "This is."

Dramatic actions, sentimental words, but when she did them, it wasn't abrupt or artificial at all. So natural, so... convincing.

Looking at her pure eyes filled with gentle warmth, Qin Zhixiu slowly lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes cast two faint shadows on his shallow under-eye bags. His fair and delicate skin was flawless, silently seducing people to lean in and kiss every inch. His beautiful and bright eyes always looked seemingly innocent, but also seemed to hide thoughts that people couldn't guess. His elegant brows were neat and long, both spirited and handsome, and matched perfectly with those overly beautiful eyes. His nose was straight and moderate, with a cute little curve at the tip, an oriental roundness. His lips were red without being stained, and the lower lip was very full, moist, and alluring to be picked—if Mu Wei was a character-handsome man with both Chinese and Western essences, Qin Zhixiu was undoubtedly a phoenix-boned elegant person with pure oriental exquisite beauty.

Realizing she seemed to be staring blankly again, He Lele shifted her gaze, "Sit for a while, I'll go check the kitchen."

The situation in the kitchen—was worse than He Lele expected.

There is a kind of person in this world who is naturally at odds with the kitchen. As long as she appears in the kitchen, even if she does nothing, the things in the kitchen will magically become a mess—Ren Lingyu is this kind of person.

"Lele!" Seeing He Lele enter the kitchen, Ren Lingyu pouted at her aggrievedly. She clearly didn't do anything; she just wanted to help Master a little, but the vinegar bottle fell for some reason. She went to support it but knocked over the beaten eggs. Using a rag to wipe the egg liquid, her feet slipped, and fortunately, she grabbed the counter in time and didn't fall, but a basket of green beans on the edge of the counter unfortunately spilled on the ground. The most terrifying thing was—the rag in her hand flew accurately into the soup pot, ruining the soup Master had been boiling for more than two hours.

Li Yiquan held the soup pot lid, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. This timing, this accuracy, was also too perfect! He had just opened the pot to take a look, and the rag flew in. It was so coincidental it was like it was intentional.

"She really wasn't intentional. If you have to say it... Ren Lingyu might really be at odds with the kitchen." He Lele looked at Li Yiquan and smiled lightly.

Ren Lingyu pouted, "Sorry, Master."

"... It's fine, go accompany the guests." Li Yiquan smiled, his knife-brows and phoenix eyes smiling with a moving masculine charm.

"I'll do it, you go accompany Mr. Qin to chat." He Lele said softly while untying Ren Lingyu's apron.

Ren Lingyu looked at He Lele and then at Li Yiquan, thought for a moment, "Mm!"